𝕷𝖚𝖕𝖚𝖘 𝕽𝖊𝖝

ghost summers fade into night.

On the day when the rain fell and flooded the ground, the sign of the wolf appeared outside of town.

May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

-Mia Hollow

Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters/ Anne Sexton, from a letter to Anne Clarke dated 23 March 1964

My entry for DTIYS - Lunaotic

[Text ID: “I woke up having / forgotten even your faces, / but remembered / my hunger. What if this is all / I am left with: / memories of my young body / rifling through refuse”]

May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

[text id: the world is happening in a room that i can't enter, life is happening in a gathering i am not invited to. / being unwanted is a language i am fluent in.]

kofi

Maker of Heaven &, Jason Myers

— Hélène Cixous, from “Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing.”

James Baldwin, from Another Country

Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

Tony Hoagland, from “How It Adds Up”

— Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947.

— Margaret Atwood, We Are Hard from Power Politics: Poems (via lunamonchtuna)